The wind of the chalk mountain means the eternal sleep, and it sings all the time about the heroic resistance of those who were once splashed with blood.

The gloomy and icy wind stretched out its lonely hand, caressing to the bottom of the cliff, it drove straight in, no one could stop it, when this pair of secluded hands held the long path, the dust memory of the resentful spirit in the wind, the footprints and fine stones on the ice road waved down the cliff, it looked up, and in the indifferent wind, there was suddenly a hot smell!

Resisting the banner of the rise of the ancestors, seeing death as home and resolutely banishing the people without regrets, the wind is walking, it has embraced every warrior without hesitation, it has to remember their body, their appearance, that is the blessing of the ancestors, is the blessing of tens of thousands of fallen beings to this heavenly division!

The cold wind is like a horse with happy hooves! It slammed over the front, staring eagerly at the young man in the blazing red armor.

The man's eyes were like stars, bearing thousands of universes, his lips did not hide his confidence and resoluteness, and the chalky earth road turned, and the wind suddenly roared fiercely, it turned out that countless ice picks pierced the body, it was unwilling to divide into countless trickles, the wind stretched out its hand, but it couldn't grasp the god-like lord.

"The leader of the Chalk Mountains is really thoughtful."

Rommel Linglong stood faintly half a foot behind the man, through this path of hell that grew countless icicles out of thin air, at the other end of the gray cloud, you could faintly see the thick wooden cones blocking the mountain gate, there is no doubt that stepping through the icicle road is the entrance to Bitmund!

The ice picks were dense, of different heights, and shook into Wu Wenxu's eyes, Wu Wenxu dragged a long shadow, and the crimson and fiery back made the soldiers feel their hearts pounding and their blood surging for no reason.

In the past, when they saw this cruel road like hell, they would have been prostrate and afraid, but now, everyone has an extremely firm belief and is even ready to use their bodies to build the road for their partners!

"The leader of Bitmund is indeed a great man, and the military strategist who designed Bitmund is also a great fellow, but it's a pity that he met you, Rommel Linglong, and met us!"

Wu Wenxu did not hide the arrogance in his bones at all.

The passage is in front of you, and the remaining little Xiaoice cone still wants to block my Wu Wenxu's footsteps?

Wu Wenxu suppressed his crazy laughter, and suddenly drank: "Monkey King, it's up to you!" ”

"My grandson is here!"

The vigorous and resolute Monkey King, a hot flame stick pulled the roaring wind back, the wind became louder, as if the spirits in the wind were all attached to the body of the fire monkey, Wukong stepped on the flames, jumped three feet high, the power under his dexterous body, completely fused with the wind, becoming the most terrifying surging magic.

"Let's have a few more tricks with my grandson!"

Under the contempt and laughter, it is the monstrous power of the devil!

The blazing flame inside the stick burned into everyone's pupils, it was expanding, constantly magnifying, when everyone's eyes were swallowed by the flame stick, and the ears were full of earth-shattering loud sounds, Sun Wukong did not live up to Wu Wenxu's expectations, or rather, the moment he swung the stick, he was ready to destroy the Ice Pick Dao.

The terrifying flame sticks more than two feet thick swept through the thousands of troops, emitting a piercing sound of wind and flames, and with each sweep, countless ice picks would break, comparable to the steel hard cones that were fragile like fast tofu in the eyes of the great sage, they screamed and flew into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, they were engulfed in by the flames.

In the midst of the fire was the hearty laughter of a monkey, who held a stick in one hand as if he were juggling, and the two-foot thick flame stick was vigorous in his hand, and every foot Goku took meant the destruction of the icicle, the rebirth of flames, and then more flat roads with thin flames came into view.

The fire wind rushed to Wu Wenxu's cheeks, blowing his temples messy, Wu Wenxu let his hair cover his eyes, in the boiling heat wave, he took the lead in stepping on the burning fire.

"It's time for them to pay their blood debts!"

"Kill, ahhhh

The ice wind is completely rendered by the heat wave!

The earth-shattering shouts on the mountain road reached straight to the sky, shaking away many dark clouds, Wei Langpu took the opportunity to sprinkle the magic called 'Blood Boiling' to Wukong, and the Great Sage felt the momentum of thousands of troops and horses behind him, and even more bloody, it was already a two-handed dancing stick, the flame stick swept with all its might, and the road to destruction of the Ice Cone Road was even faster.

On that day, in order to fight with the white-haired guys with sideburns, the rescue operation was delayed, and because of his own mistakes, Emperor Yue and others were imprisoned.

"Boom!"

The last loud bang announced that Asaph's deliberate Icepick Dao was ruined, after all, he would never have dreamed that it was two Tenth-Order peak Magus who started his path to death!

A figure appeared on the side of the winding road, followed by the second and third lines of impatient charge, the exiled people were in disbelief, and they had to believe that Bitmund, who had choked the throat of the ice field border and oppressed for a hundred years, was right in front of them.

The mountain gate of the fortress of Bitmond was reflected in the eyes, and the figures became sluggish, and they dragged their steps slowly, and more people stood in the wind like sculptures.

Tears, torn apart by humiliation kept rolling in their eyes, and they ...... It really did.

O ancestors! Do you see that? We are not bastards, we are not pariahs, we are the man, Lord Diablo, who is going to lead us to wash away our shame!

Suddenly, the tears of mixed feelings were crushed by the warriors, and the sluggish, numb palms gradually became full of strength, they clenched their weapons, and the palms were bruised, they didn't care, why should they care?

A hundred years of long-cherished wishes have been fulfilled, and what suffering can extinguish their will!

"Lord Diablo!"

In the crowd, I don't know who was the first to shout.

In the blink of an eye, the cry spread like a plague, lizardmen, trolls, snow maidens, berserkers...... The hoarse roar almost deafened Wu Wenxu's ears, Wu Wenxu didn't cover his ears, but just hugged Ling Hanyue tightly.

The promise was kept.

Sixteen brothers, have you seen my Wu Wenxu's appearance today? Wait, when I crush this fortress, when I dominate the ice field, I will let Noxus taste our power!

"Willamp!"

"Pop, it looks like it's time for us to show our strength again."

Little Nunu excitedly got out of the hair on the snowman's neck, it was a heat wave and a cold snap, and he was uncomfortable, but ah, seeing that Wei Langpu couldn't wait, his blood became hot again.

"Great Sage, after the battle, Nunu still wants to listen to your story, this enchantment, just leave it to us."

Wei Langpu stepped forward, booming to block Wukong's body, Monkey King scratched his ears and cheeks, as if weighing the pros and cons, thinking that he would have to fight with that guy later, Wukong laughed twice and put away the stick.

He really wanted to set an example of meritorious service in front of Wu Wenxu, but if he swung a stick again, his magic power would be gone.

Seeing that the Great Sage gave in, Little Nunu clucked and grabbed Wei Langpu's hair, and said evilly: "Pupu, what is our Great Absolute Being?" ”

"Willamp!"

The snowman laughed wildly and glared at his white pupils, glancing at the wooden railing, his body was blocked by an invisible screen, and his feet that could no longer move made Willamp extremely unhappy, Willamp angrily slapped his chest twice, and before the dull collision sound could be heard, Willamp had his arms down and his head up, making an extremely strange and solemn posture.

In fact, the enchantment of the wooden fence in the color of the sky comes entirely from the crystal hub in the middle of Bitmund, and the invisible enchantment supported by the magic of the crystal hub not only blocks the cold outside, but also blocks out a lot of noise, plus General Asaph has personally inspected the mountain gate not long ago, and the ice descendants are drinking and chatting in the tent, how can they have the leisure to admire the wooden railing?

"Our absolute is absolute zero!"

A sharp sound wave pierced the barrier, and was immediately swallowed by a faint wave, and little Nunuyo roared a few strange laughs, and the whole person was buried in Wei Langpu's body.

"Stay away from Snowman Knight!"

Wu Wenxu's eyes widened, and he hurriedly issued an evacuation order, Wu Wenxu was too familiar with that move, lying down, waiting for the ice-shaped magic array at the bottom of his feet to condense, even the little dragon in the summoner's canyon had to be scared.

Unlike the magic emitted by devouring the ice, the sound of the wind howling changed qualitatively, and it was a roaring sound that made everyone feel as cold as bone marrow.

The soles of the snowman knight's feet completely sank into the ground, his cheeks became distorted, and with it as the center, the thick layer of snow covered by the earth was spreading out a series of azure ice circles at a speed that could be seen clearly by the naked eye.

Strange magic is like boiling water in a hot pot, but have you ever seen snow boiling?

They boiled even more extremely cold ice, but everything within the Ice Circle Demon Circle was devastated by the incomparable extreme cold, and the invisible enchantment was directly changed by the freezing urine.

"Willamp!" The snowman roared, and the snow and ice that fluctuated with magic ripples rolled even more.

How terrifying is the ice magic of Willamp? His Great Absolute is the most powerful magic of all the Ten Orders, because he can't move when casting spells for too long, and if he releases absolute zero without concealment, he will suffer devastating attacks from the enemy!

"Click, click!"

The magic barrier was shaking with the boiling ice and snow, and the fine lines of the frozen snake were climbing on the transparent, warm and watery barrier, at this time, the ice spawn of Bitmond was still drunk and asleep, and no one even noticed that the ice blue wellhead contained a thick liquid comparable to the power of the eleventh-order magister, and it was frantically pounced on the suspended pyramid crystal!

The absolute zero at the mouth of the fortress was about to be chanted, and in the lord's tent, General Asaph was still running desperately on the beast spirit girl's body.

"Boom!"

There was a shocking explosion without warning, and an unspeakable terrifying hurricane rushed into the tent, carrying countless biting snow on Asaph's back, and General Asaph was caught off guard, and a fierce spirit with a pale face fell to the ground.

His thighs trembled, his hands softening as he held his clothes, and he saw a lot of blood splattered on the tent, and the screams of soldiers continued to be heard outside the tent, followed by the tearing of flesh, broken bones, and the rude roar of wild beasts.

Asaph's eyes darkened, and he nearly fainted.

Did you hear it wrong? Is it wrong?

No way, how is this possible?!

Bitmond wanted a fortress, and it was smashed to pieces!

(End of chapter)